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Portrait of Johann David Wyss Johann David Wyss The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert Island

No doubt thousands of shell-fish have been detached from their rocks and dashed in all directions by the waves, which have thrown ashore even so huge a creature as the whale yonder."
"Yes; isn't he a frightful great brute!" cried Fritz. "Ever so much larger than he seemed from a distance. The worst of it is, one does not well see what use to make of the huge carcass."
"Why, make train-oil, to be sure," said Ernest. "I can't say he's a beauty, though, and it is much pleasanter to gather these lovely shells, than to cut up blubber."
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Portrait of Johann David Wyss Johann David Wyss The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert Island

Fritz and Ernest were delighted at the sight of our prize.
"What a handsome bird!" exclaimed they. "Is it much hurt? Let us tame it and let it run about with the fowls."
"Its plumage is much more brilliant than that of the dead one," remarked Fritz.
"Yes," said Ernest, "this is a full grown bird, while yours is younger; it is some years before they reach perfection. See what long active legs it has, like those of a stork, while with its great webbed feet it can swim faster than a goose. Earth, air, or water is all the same to the flamingo; it is equally at home in any one of the three."
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Portrait of Johann David Wyss Johann David Wyss The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert Island

Fritz and Jack then slipped quietly out, and presently returned from the garden with baskets of the choicest fruits in fresh and fragrant profusion, and with these, as presents for the strangers, we went on board our yacht.
The anchor was weighed, the sails set, and with the canoe in tow the little vessel, as though partaking of our hopes and joyous expectation, bounded merrily over the waters of Safety Bay, gave a wide berth to the Reef, against whose frowning rocks the sea still lashed itself to foam, and kept away for the cove where the English ship unconsciously awaited us.
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